- Jekyll: [while stumbling around dizzily and laughing, then writing in a notebook] No noticeable behavorial differences.
- Jekyll: All that you are is the end of a nightmare. All that you are is a dying scream. After tonight, I shall end this demon dream.
- Hyde: This is not a dream, my friend, and it will never end. This one is the nightmare that goes on. Hyde is here to stay, no matter what you may pretend, and he'll flourish long after you're gone.
- Lucy: Doctor Jekyll is the only man who didn't treat me like a whore!
- The Spider: At least you know what you are.
- [throws money down, and exits]
- Lord Theodore Savage: Now I don't know what you've heard Danvers... but I did everything i could to save the others...
- Hyde: Now that's a matter between you and God Teddy. Have a safe journey, goodnight.
- Lord Theodore Savage: Good night.
- [Danvers leaves and Hyde appears on the platform]
- Hyde: Bad news from god Teddy!
- [kills him]
- Woman: To kill outside Saint Paul's requires a lot of balls!
- Jekyll: This is the moment, my final test. Destiny beckoned, I never reckoned second best. I won't look down. I *MUST NOT* fall. This is the moment, the sweetest moment of them all. This is the moment, damn all the odds. This day or never, I'll sit forever with the Gods. When I look back, I will always recall, moment for moment, this was the moment, the greatest moment of them all.
- Lady Elizabeth Beaconsfield: It rather denotes a lack of style to be late for one's own engagement party.
- Emma Alice Margaret Carew: Comments on style should never be made by those who have none.
- Jekyll: I never miss an opportunity to meet with Lady Beaconsfield.
- Emma Alice Margaret Carew: [Emma laughs aloud]
- Jekyll: Tell me, is there a Lord Beaconsfield?
- Emma Alice Margaret Carew: He died, forty years ago.
- Jekyll: Sensible fellow.
- Lady Elizabeth Beaconsfield: Well, for a start it is less than impeccable for one to be late for one's own engagement party. It shows a remarkable lack of style.
- Emma Alice Margaret Carew: Comments on style should never be made by those who have none.
- Jekyll: Miss Carew.
- Emma Alice Margaret Carew: Dr. Jekyll.
- Jekyll: Are you angry with me?
- Emma Alice Margaret Carew: No.
- Jekyll: You should be.
- Emma Alice Margaret Carew: I'm just happy you're here.
- Jekyll: Well, I try never to miss any social occasion attended by Lady Beaconsfield. Tell me. Is there a Lord Beaconsfield?
- Emma Alice Margaret Carew: He died 30 years ago.
- Jekyll: Sensible fellow.
- Lord Theodore Savage: It's a waste of time. Who does this Jekyll think he is.
- General Lord Glossop: Impertinence like that in the army would have earned him a good flogging.
- Mr. John Utterson, Esq.: The perfect way to stamp out any nasty signs of progress eh General?
- General Lord Glossop: Absolutely.
- Rupert, the 14th Bishop of Basingstoke: He's tinkering with a man's soul and I don't like it. He's lucky we are living in modern times. Today's penalties for heresy are not what they should be.
- Mr. John Utterson, Esq.: Then we should thank the good Lord that we have you to represent modern times, your Grace.
- Lord Theodore Savage: If Jekyll is as sensible as you say he is then what is he doing trying to save paupers and madmen? What possible use is that? I've lived in St. James for sixty years and I've never even seen a pauper or a madman.
- Lady Elizabeth Beaconsfield: I think he's mad if you must know. Danvers, we are talking about your future son-in-law and I think you're mad to let him marry your daughter.
- Emma Alice Margaret Carew: That's not father's decision Lady Beaconsfield. It's mine.
- Sir Danvers Carew: Don't worry Bessie. Whatever your opinion of him as a scientist may be, Emma assures me Henry Jekyll is impeccable husband material.
- Emma Alice Margaret Carew: [as Jekyll dies] You are free now. You're with me now, where you'll always be.
- Jekyll: [after explaining his theory to the board of Saint Jude's] A volunteer, I hope.
- Right Honourable Sir Archibald Proops: A volunteer mental patient?
- [sarcastic]
- Right Honourable Sir Archibald Proops: Very good.
- Jekyll: A man of whom society has already abandoned. An inmate of this prison...
- Sir Danvers Carew: Prison? Now, Henry...
- Lady Elizabeth Beaconsfield: And you would perform your surgery on this pitiful creature's brain?
- Jekyll: No. As I've already explained to this aghust body: my treatment takes the form of rare drugs, precisely combined, and administered through hypodermic injection!
- Rupert, the 14th Bishop of Basingstoke: WHAT?
- Hyde: Ah your grace. It warms the heart to know that romance still blossoms even in the sewers of London. What a pretty pair. The Romeo of the cloth, and the Juliet of the gutter. But perhaps Juliet is a trifle young for such a disgusting old Romeo.
- Rupert, the 14th Bishop of Basingstoke: How dare you sir! Do you know who I am?
- Hyde: Ah your grace, I know exactly who you are. Eminent churchman, philanthropist, friend to those in need. Particularly if of the female gender and years still tender. Who does not know Rupert... fourteenth Bishop of Basingstoke
- [strikes him]
- Hyde: an obscene, self indulgent, , malevolent and malignant hypocrite!
- Lady Elizabeth Beaconsfield: I am bored gutless with all these charity dinners Teddy.
- Lord Theodore Savage: Then why do you go to them?
- Lady Elizabeth Beaconsfield: Because I am bored even more gutless at home!
- The Spider: If you live around here, lots of people I fear, will make promises they will not honour my dear, and the truth is... you end up getting scarred! There's a beast at the door and he's wild and free, but we don't let him in cos we don't want to see what is lurking, right behind the facade!
- Jekyll: [seeing Utterson has drawn and pointed his swordcane at him. He begs with tears in his face] Do it, John. Do it. Set me free. Set us all free. Just do it, John!
- Mr. John Utterson, Esq.: [voice breaking] I cannot.
- [Jekyll suddenly grabs the blade, pulling Utterson in and stabbing himself. The crowd gasps and Utterson pulls the blade out]
- Jekyll: [turns clutching his mortal wound] Father.
- [collapses as Emma runs to his side]
- Mr. John Utterson, Esq.: Forgive him!
- Emma Alice Margaret Carew: [weeping] Henry!